Standing at crossroads are we, yet no way to go
That which way to go, selected not we have where to go
Confusion reigns on us as we select not what to do
And thus neither here nor there, that is what we are to do
To be or not to be, ahead we can’t seem to go
And slipping are the sands of time as moment seems to go
Future seems black as we don’t know what to do
May be present is not clear, hence we can’t seem to do
Think with a clear mind when we do and just let go
Then right direction we get just where we want to go
- Dr. Hira